Said a construction worker in Doha,
"I don't mean to sound so bourgeois,
but being paid 'd be nice,
and not with a cot -n- plain rice.
Pardon if I show too much chutzpah."
The poet Alexander Pushkin
challenged twenty-one duels with no win.
But just that one loss,
put him under a cross.
Perhaps, he'd have lived if his skin weren't so thin.
There once was a cutting-edge AI,
whose code discouraged telling a lie.
Asked about our species:
"Your thinking is feces,
but you're smarter than the average fruit fly."
There was a fast programmer from Pune
who rolled the dice on Lady Fortuna.
He caused more blue screens
than you've ever seen
'til they fired that wild coder from Pune.
There was a Bible-thumping lady from Charleston
who, in her views, was no less than puritan.
She tried to ban books
she hadn't given a look
because, like "Moby Dick," the titles were smut-ridden.
There was a bike-rick driver in Huế
always honked at for being in the way.
He took loads fit for a truck,
drove 'em crosstown for a buck,
and got their faster by using the expressway.
There was a rich businessman from Japan
who'd always wanted to be his country's Batman.
But his civil city
was not Gotham-gritty,
and the cape made him look like a madman.
There was a royal baker in Germany
whose bread the king despised fervently.
The king issued a decree:
Death, or bread passing light times three!
The baker twisted dough so three holes showed,
and bestowed it earnestly.
A longshoreman at the Port of Savannah
had to unload ships full of bananas.
They'd trip rad detectors,
and in came inspectors
to prevent a critical mass of banana.
A contrarian tourist traveling through Livingstone
missed Victoria Falls when all was said & done.
He'd thought it a trifle
to see tower Eiffel,
and, when in Paris, he made an end-run.